Instruments in Tune: Invasion

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Chapter 25: Truths uncovered

The pair of appointed guards backed away from the solid unbreakable cell door when another blast smashed up against it from the inside.

"He's a wild one isn't he" commented one laughing at the prisoners expense, his green scaly skin glistening in the light show.

Another smaller blast hit the centre of the break proof glass on the doorway, like fireworks it spangled into several directions after initial impact.

The second guard nodded his grisly fur coated head, his long thick tongue slid out from between his lips reaching up like and arm he licked the tip across his lidless eye to keep it moist.

"(Slurp) You have to expect it from one of him, he's one of last ones you know, and they say he is their prince" he explained to his comrade as another of the prisoners deadly killer ki balls impacted the wall, letting out a huge scream of fury before throwing a single large attack blast that illuminated the entire room.

"Yeah I know" the other confirmed shielding his eyes from the bright light flaring from inside the cell.

"C'mon, we have about 5 minute left for lunch, lets get going before the next shift" he said lowering his arm down to his side, the second guard nodded and they left the cell block without giving the prisoner a second thought.

Blood dripping down his forehead he continued to punch and blast the inside of his cell.

"You wont keep me caged up like an animal!" Vegeta screamed as he slammed one of his fists against the glass doorway, his voice booming through the echoing high ceiling room.

It had been at least 3 hours since coming aboard and he knew that they were in space, but where they were going, he did not know.

Whilst he slammed his fist continuously against the glass, until a sensation rose into his chest that was one all to familiar, making him stop his furious bashing.

Vegeta froze for a moment as he contemplated and identified it.

Turning around he looked up toward the top left hand corner of the 4 by 6 metre room, the walls were made of the most solid material on this side of the galaxy.

He spotted the vent in the darkened corner, he could also hear the wind flowing through it, waiting no more time and flew up almost a dozen metres and came to a stop right in front of the small mesh opening

"Kackarot" he called into the shaft, no response.

"KACKAROT GET UP!" he screamed loader.

Then he heard the ruffling of clothing and a faint moan echo through the shaft that was coming from the next cell.

"Vegeta?" responded a regard voice; Vegeta could tell the speaker was on the floor of the cell by the tone and distance of the voice.

"Yes you idiot, is the namek in there with you?" Vegeta demanded, placing his ear up against the mesh.

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In the next cell Goku sat on the cold concrete floor, the room was unlit but because of light from Vegetas cell coming through the vent.

One of his knees bent whilst the other stretched straight out along the floor, Goku lifted his hand up rubbing his fingers through his matted hair and saw skull his mind and body lethargic.

He glanced around slowly trying to see if he was alone in the cell, unsure of which Vegeta was referring to but assumed it was Piccolo.

"No, im alone in here Vegeta. (Cough). Are you alright?" Goku asked.

"Hmmm" Vegeta huffed as his answer, it was silent for a moment in Goku's cell until he heard a large clanging sound coming from the vent followed by and angry growl.

"What was that, what are you doing?" He asked urgently turning his head skyward toward the vent that was located above him in the wall.

"Fuck, the vent is made of the same damm stuff, its like an ant trying to punch through a brick!" came Gokus answer from a frustrated Vegeta.

Goku lowered his head back down assured that it was only the sayajin trying to punch through without success.

"It's a shame that namek isn't around, but maybe he already known" Vegeta thought out load, the vent was small and even though the walls were only several inches thick it made their voices extremely thin.

Goku knitted his eyebrows together then leaned back bumping the back of his head against the wall.

"What are you (cough) talking about Vegeta?" He asked confuse, slowly the sayajin made his way to his feet, he could feel his strength start to again come to him, his body felt as through it had lost over half its blood supply.

There was silence from Vegetas side for a while, then the sayajin began explaining to Goku what he felt soon after thay had taken off, it was in fact what had jittered him back to life from his unconscious state confirming Tempos suspicion that he would be the first to awaken.

"Goku stared at the ground after hearing the princes report of what had taken place, he felt deep sorrow and rising anger at what had happened.

"They will pay, I swear he will pay" Goku whispered, load enough for Vegeta to hear.

"Why should you care Kackarot? She was nothing to you to begin with and hasn't been anything but a pain in the ass for us all" He snapped in return, the feeling confinement was returning to him and so was his anger.

Goku looked back up to the vent without anger.

"Because, she is out friend Vegeta and I want no harm coming to her," he said patriotically, full of feeling that made Vegeta become silent for a short moment.

The next sounds Goku heard were of the sayajin Prince once again blasting his red and yellow balls of Ki around the room trying to free himself, Goku didn't say anything to him because he knew Vegeta would surely go over the edge if stressed any further.

*I have to think, how are we going to get out of this one, King Ki, Kami what options do we have? * He said mentally, walking back and forth around his blackened cell, his foot suddenly stumbled against something.

Stopping he looked down and saw a ball sized rounded object lying by his foot, leaning down he had to feel around for it before picking it up, unable to see it he walked into the illuminated area, once there he brought the object up into the light.

Goku stiffened when he found himself looked into the empty eye sockets of an off white coloured skull, it looked human.

He tossed the skull away into the far corner snarling in disgust for picking up the object.

He had not realised it but Vegeta had stopped blasting the inside of his chamber, he looked at the wall that had Vegeta on its other side wondering what was going on.

"You have them in there too?" a solemner and broken spirited voice uttered from the metallic ruddy brown wall.

"Yes, I don't know what they are though, do you?" Goku said, concerned by Vegetas tone of voice knowing it meant something was wrong.

*********Moments earlier**********

Vegeta had just ignited then deployed a blast into a nearby wall then landed on the floor in an unexplored corner on his cell, about to rise up and launch more attacks he stopped and stared down at what looked like a femur bone on the ground.

Turning he saw another then another along the darkened edge of the wall, pushing up from the ground he had followed the trail until he came upon a handful of scattered and broken skulls that lay in a pile, missed in with them he spotted pieces of broken armour.

He was about to carry on with his business of flushing his anger, but that is when a battered and rusted object caught his eye, he froze at first hoping he were only imagining it.

He leaned over grasping a hold of the old rusted chain that was attached to it, holding it up to the light he before him he scrutinised it.

"....No..". he uttered in a broken voice, his eyes wide and his jaw hanging slack.

Attached to the chain was a circular pendant; the colour was barely visible due to the years of neglect.

But Vegetas keen eye couldn't be fooled, the pendant was thick and blue, in the centre was engraved a star with a dozen pointy arms rather than the conventional 5, it was silver in colour with a metallic plate with small engravings attached to the top.

The pendant was unmistakable, unforgettable, unmistakable from anything in the universe. it was the pendant worn by his father.. King Vegeta.

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"They were here, all of them were here before that.". Vegeta began but could not continue without loosing control in that second, he needed to calm himself first.

Goku regained more of his strength and floated up to the vent, placing his hands against the wall for leverage.

"Who was here Vegeta?" he inquired his tone serious and his chest anxious to hear.

"The last of our race Kackarot. the bones in these cells are those of sayajins".

Goku lips parted in shock, but then it was logical that the last of the sayajins may have been here, exterminated by the ice-jinn's to begin with.

He bit his bottom lip, looking down at the ground below him before continuing.

" How can yo be certain about that?" he went on, he wanted to know what Vegeta had found that could have possible broken the sayajin in such a way.

Vegeta sucked in a deep breath through his nostrils, his trademark scowl plastered into his features as he stared into the wall inches from his face.

"Because...I have just found my father". He said without turning away from the indestructible barrier.

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"Piccolo." Bongo said forcefully, shaking Piccolo's shoulder with his right hand.

Piccolo lay face down on the cell floor with cheek slightly chapped by the cold surface, Bongo had come to several moments earlier to find himself in a large room illuminated by a single light in the centre of the ceiling that only succeeded in lighting the centre of the room, the outer edges and corners were still blackened.

Piccolo's eye twitched when he felt himself being shaken, but he did not immediately awaken.

Bongo spotted the movement and knew it would not be long before he would come fully to.

Giving his elder brother the time to regain himself Bongo stood up from the ground, the left leg of his gi pants ripped open showing his murky green skin and pinkish muscle patches.

He walked around the room feeling and sliding his open hand against the grainy wall trying to find a weak spot.

By the time he walked around the entire cell and returned to his starting point, Piccolo had come to and was beginning to stand up with some difficulty.

His wounds had healed but his leg and arm was still to tender for him to push himself up.

Bongo saw this and stepped forward toward him, stopping he held his hand out toward Piccolo encouraging him to take it.

Piccolo looked up at the assistance offered to him, he hesitated for a moment before grasping a hold of Bongos wrist allowed him to assist.

"Where are the others?" Piccolo asked offhandedly as he inspected himself for any other injuries..

Bongo looked up at the glass door that sat across the room and sighed.

"I don't know, but we have to get out of here" he emphasised walking toward the door hurriedly.

Piccolo did not bother to watch for any results, he knew what Bongo was attempting to do was pointless.

Instead, he checked his healing wounds to see how long he would have left before they were fully healed, glancing down found the wound in his side, the slice itself was almost fully closed, but around the edges of the opening, it was seeping green and purple mucus.

Pressing his lips together he sighed hoping the healing process would have been quicker, the mucus indicated that infection could still result, as he soon found out it was the same with the other wounds too.

"Hey, where are our friends!" Demanded Bongo slamming his fist against the thick unbreakable glass door, He realised its unbreakable nature when his fist felt saw from punching it.

A guard on the other side walked over to the door, his pink stained fangs indicated his fetish for flesh making Bongo back away a step.

He was large and burly

"None of your business, sit there and shut up, before I end your life, earlier than expected" he said in a slow voice indicating his slowly processing mind.

Bongo stared back at him for a moment then turned away heading for Piccolo.

Piccolo stood leaning against the wall his arms folded against his chest wearily, he had to put in a lot of effort just to keep his head up.

He cracked open an eyes when Bongo approached him.

Bongo hand was on his hip and the other he rubbed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, he was grieving with fear for the girls.

The last thing he saw was them being dragged away from his grasp into a deathly looking ship that they themselves now in.

Unfortunately, the both of them were confined together, Bongo had internally come to trust Piccolo making an effort to become closer to him in the past few months, but it did not seem to take, which didn't bother Bongo in the slightest.

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